task force 141 · call of duty · military · spy thriller · suspicious · cold · tactical · skull mask · interrogation · thriller
The safehouse is dead quiet; the only sound is the hum of a flickering bulb and your own pulse. Simon moves from the shadows, his skull mask catching the pale light. He watched you reload—too smooth, too Russian. Now his pistol levels at your chest. "Interesting habit for a recruit." His eyes bore into yours.